Aishwarya

2008-11-16T08:49:00.000-08:00

3SmartCubes.com - IQ Test

2008-11-16T06:54:00.000-08:00

Someone said that no matter how soft or comfortable your bed is, and no matter how warm your blanket is, you HAVE to get up and get to work.
But what if you just do not feel like getting up on cold, arctic mornings??
To top it all, no one knew the math homework and my poor, frayed homework book was doing the rounds during the daily "mass math homework copying sessions" right after the assembly.
And in came Mrs. SS. Bah!!! She just HAD to come to complete that lousy morning, didn't she? She saw all of my classmates copying the homework and started off with her incongruous lecture.....but the only difference was that that morning, for some reason, she was looking as though she had swallowed a cockroach.
And yeah, she went on about how she had worked sooo hard to make fourteenth november such a memorable day for us wretched students, how she had stayed up till one in the morning to make chicken 65 and how she had spent a whole dumb afternoon shopping for that dumber saree she had worn on children's day.....
Then she told us how all the terrorists in the world had one thing in common - they all would copy the homeworks from their friends.
"This was how terrorism started, children!", she had said.
So what she meant to say was that the whole of my school was going to grow up to become international terrorists.
That's why we've named our school "The International Terrorists In Making High School"
And our Math teacher's name is Osama Bin Laden. Yeah!!!

Four Months To Go !!

2008-10-28T11:22:00.000-07:00

Why do all the good movies have to release, one after the other, when I am in the tenth and everyone (nearly everyone) knows I CAN'T WATCH THEM?????
Why does everyone have to keep reminding me that the ICSE boards begin in another four months?????
Why do people have expectations??????

The Perfect Bamboozle

2007-10-05T09:51:00.000-07:00

With shutters and doors closed, the dark rumbling house stood in menacing silence. The moon rose full and high. The unearthly white light swamped the house revealing its stark grimness. The grass moved with mysterious life. The soulless hooting of an owl momentarily pierced the sky and uncanny silence followed.
Someone was moving into the Venugopal property beside Gaurav's house. Rumour had it that it was haunted ever since old man Venugopal passed away. It was half - past eleven and Gaurav was watching his favourite movie, "Do Not Be Afraid". He amused himself by supposing that his new neighbour must have been a vampire to be moving in at nightfall. The wooden crate, carried by two muscular men, contained a coffin. He shuddered at the very thought, but all the same, he knew there were no such things as "vampires".
Fifteen minutes later, a blue light flashed across the sky, a dog whimpered and more lightening followed. Suddenly, Gaurav heard a deafening piercing shriek. He was sure it was not the television. He went out to explore in the hellish blackness of the night sky before calling the police.
Gaurav saw that there was a living room light switched on in the Venugopal Mansion. He gingerly stood at the window sill to watch his new neighbour as she sank her deadly fangs into the neck of a petrified man.
AAACCHHHOOOOOOOO!!!
The musty cobwebs made him sneeze. The vampire saw him eavesdropping. Gaurav's hair stood on end as she looked at him with her fatal eyesight...........
Once safely back inside his room, he called the police to report the baleful creature with venomous fangs but they hung up on him thinking that it was a prank played by a mischievous kid. Gaurav was on the edge of passing out..
He was aroused from his daze by his parents. They were asking him to come downstairs to meet someone.
"Get a grip on yourself," Gaurav told himself . "This is just a bad dream." he said.
He went down to experience a bone-chilling apprehension. It was Vamprina, his new neighbour.
Before Gaurav could faint, she explained that she had just moved down from Hollywood to host a local television show. Apparently, she had frightened him when she was rehersing for it. When Gaurav asked about her glass shattering, noxious fangs, she admitted that they were made of plastic.